The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 200

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Did he even know where she lived? Chapter 199

At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a killer body, saw the luxury car

Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.

Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man

He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.

Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.

The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”

And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive

Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram

The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache.

Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment and helplessness.

She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”

The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the eye of such an outstanding man?

Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.

Was it Lysander who had called her?

Thalassa blinked, initially hesitant, but eventually found herself walking toward him. “Mr. Sinclair, did you call me?”

was still holding her ice cream, which made her look rather

which landed smack on the face

The woman screamed in

rushed over, pulling out tissues and frantically wiping the woman’s face. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t

of Thalassa’s frantic wiping, the woman’s makeup smeared all over her

Thalassa away,

started crying,

smudged, eyeliner smeared all around her eyes, and foundation clumped and flaked off, making

guilty, hands clasped together, endlessly apologizing. “I’m really

woman huffed angrily and stomped off in her high heels,

aback. Was the woman referring to her as a country

all over the woman’s

smirk tugged at the Corner of

the perfect, well–mannered ladies of high society, she seemed more

the car, walked over to

As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she

surprise, causing her to

grip, and Lysander held

How on earth would she

he saw those four rugrats in her house,

to free her Hand from his, flustered, and said, “No need, Mr. Sinclair, I can

Lysander had already opened the car door and stuffed her in authoritatively, saying,

chilly and left no room for

he shut the car door, got back behind the wheel,

road, her coworker Daryl and the receptionist were stepping

receptionist’s sleeve, looking at the departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did

Cherry saw the license plate and nodded, “Indeed, that’s

led Thalassa into his car personally. Could it be

day at work, she saw Sinclair’s gaze wander their way when she

of Thalassa, who was standing

of it, could it be that

mouth twitched, but